The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Alina's POV:

By the time dawn broke on the horizon, I had already freshened up.

Outside the room stood a row of servants carrying all the things needed for the Alpha Ceremony.

The crown, made of pure gold and designed like a peacock's tail, was recently unearthed from the pack's museum. The feather designs, among other details, were realistically carved. When I was born, the best craftsman in the pack crafted this for me to wear on the day I became the Alpha. It was also a great blessing from my father.

I touched the ruby on the crown. Thinking of my father, my heart suddenly stopped.

It was a pity that my father wasn't around to watch me take over his position.

He had always put the members of the pack before himself. When he was alive, he worried that I would cause problems for the pack if I took over his position.

This time, he had no chance to stop me anymore. Dressed in a traditional white robe, I smoothened the gold thread embroidery in front. I was in a trance.

What I used to dislike had now become the only thing I'd got.

servant to put the crown on my head, along with the matching ruby

my reflection with the sparkling jewels, I felt like

hopeless loser who had no control over my

countless individuals. After the ceremony, my life would take a

deep breath and followed the servant slowly to

the entire process of the ceremony. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt

clothes, with an extraordinary temperament, he would be presiding over the ceremony.

window shone on him, dispelling his innate coldness and slightly warming up

up and walked to him, smiling. "You came

expression didn't shift at all. Instead, he offered a cordial grin and responded, "Let's just get this over with. There are still a lot of things to do

this time, Warren had been handling a lot of matters of the pack. Perhaps as a result of losing a loving father figure, Warren suddenly became more

his side profile,

the dumps. The two pillars of the pack gradually delegated power and authority to others, obviously not wanting

the ceremony was over, I would officially announce that Warren would take over the

Warren would officially become my

cup of warm tea for Warren and said in a soft voice, "There won't be any problem with the ceremony, trust me. Have you had breakfast? Do you want something to